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You have torn me up                                                               ­                  you  have torn me down                                                             ­              and  I have  had enough                                                           ­          of  this  merry-go-round                                       ­                      You  asked  for space                                                            ­               you  asked  for time                                                             ­                                  A  slap  in the face                                                             ­                                   you   used  it to  undermine                                                    ­                   But  patience  brings power                                                            ­             and  I 'm  coming into mine                                                             ­     Just  because  you yell louder                                                           ­                     doesn't  make you right
It seemed like old times again                                                            ­       we  talked and let our hearts mend                                                          Just  to have time with you                                                              ­        was  what I needed from you                                                              ­        Every time that I've decided to                                                                throw  my hands up, you do you                                                              you  turn around and  you surprise me                                                           with  your kindness that I miss deeply                                               That  tiny hug before you left                                                             ­    reminded  me not to give up on you yet                                                              ­                                                              I  wish  we could go back to                                                               ­               a  relationship between me and you
I think me and you would have been okay                                                             ­                                                                 ­                         until  you  let  your  ego get in the way                                      Playing  two  against one just isn't fair,                                                            ­       I  can't  believe I got out of that webbed snare                                                            ­                                                     where everything was a challenge, up for  debate                                                      ­                                         It  made  all of  my resentment turn into hate                                                             ­                                            I'm  so  glad I made my great escape                                                           ­             give  you both time to get you stories straight
I bought an antique onyx ring                                                             ­            and something about it was beguiling                                                         from every inch of the etching                                                          ­       inlaid in its tarnished filigree                                                         ­                      It beckoned and kind of lured me                                                           holding me captive with its beauty                                                          As  soon as I held it in my hand                                                             ­        my  mind slowed down like falling sand                                                   surrounding  me  in  a dream like state                                                           I  saw the  previous owner, I saw her face                                               Within those few seconds for me                                            a  woman's  voice said, this was meant to be                                            That  I didn't pick it accidently                                                       ­              but  had always been a part of me                                                              I  looked inside and saw so clearly                                                          ­  my  initials engraved so mysteriously
I was at a farmer's market, and I asked to try on an antique silver and onyx ring in the case, one I have been looking for a while. I held it in my hand & heard the words, "not yours", in my head & put it back. I have always followed my intuition. Weird but true.
You are emotionally vacant                                                           ­           there  is no life in your eyes                                                             ­   Even  from a slight distance                                                         ­     it's  something you can't disguise                                                       Like  a stone wall, so cold                                                             ­         you're  not even warm to the touch                                                        It's  like you're being controlled                                                       ­     and  it's  become way too much                                                             ­            No  tears, no smiles, no sighs                                                            ­       Is  there anyone home inside?
The sun boasted of romance's it had seen                                                             ­                                                               during  the previous summers of love                                          For there  have been many a young teen                                                             ­                                                            who fit that description like a glove                                                            Shining down to sun-kiss  pale skin                                                             ­     like a fourth of July firecracker sparklin'                                                        ­   Heating  up the fires that burn within                                                      Summer romances on the horizon                                                          ­           The lazy days and the long nights                                                           ­  staying  out  late by the bonfire light                                                            ­ The magic of romance ,touching your life                                                Feel  the rush and come alive
I love summer love, most of us have had summer romances as teens. It's beautiful, confusing and the best thing ever.
This is the ripple effect of your actions                                                  after  putting on a show like a circus attraction                                                       ­                                      starting  with in- fighting that scorches then burns                                                            ­                                                making sure we all get  to take a turn                                                             ­  under the guise of lessons we need to learn                                                    then  expecting forgiveness that isn't earned                                              Acting  like  you  have all the information                                                      to  judge and steer all the conversations                                                 So  sure your manipulation isn't seen                                                             ­  making sure your hands stay clean                                                            ­ Starting  gossip  ,spreading false rumors                                                              you  are just like every other abuser                                                           ­    It  took me a while, but I can see                                                              ­ you  are living in a ****** up reality                                                When  you die alone ,and you will be                                                               ­              exactly where you deserve to be
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